Would you riot in the streets if a black man, or boy in America were being gunned down. They did in Cincinnati! Would you want the NAACP, to put pressure on the authorities to get to the bottom of it? Would you want them to place pressure on those officials to make the conditions better for blacks. You wouldn’t want have to worry if the police were going to do the right thing. People should have the rights to walk the streets in safety right. Even if they do something wrong , it shouldn’t cost them their life, right? Now this is what we say when it comes to white America, and how they treat us. We didn’t like the lynching of the KKK back in the day. Neither did we like the race riots, that took many black life’s.
Remember the civil rights movements, remember Martin, and Malcolm? Well damn, if we are so concerned, and want our rights so protected, why do we have so much hate for each other. Excuse my language, but it is a personal peeve of mine. After all we have been through; the black on black crime I don’t, and can’t understand. How can one black person take the life, or even steal from another, it makes no sense. We cry, and jump up and down about the prejudice, and injustice that we suffer at the hands of those of the opposite color. Those that have been raised in the ignorance of racism, those that think we are inferior, or dangerous because of the color of our skin. We will stand up to this, we will speak out on this, and we will march in the streets to protest this.
But what do we do when we see the crack dealer on our block, in our neighborhood? What do we do about the brothers that are selling our daughters in the streets, so that can get the drugs that those brothers have got them hooked on. What are we doing about the gang leaders that are recruiting our sons everyday on the playgrounds of America. What are we doing about all this going on in our neighborhood. What are we doing about the number of blacks being killed at the hands of other blacks. This number is higher than the numbers killed by the KKK. How can this be so, how can this be justified! Why, where did the anger come from, where did the hate come from. How did we get to this point, when did we change so? But the biggest questions is when will it stop, when will we do something about it. We need to love our own, help our own, and trust our own.
We have let the enemy divide us, we no longer know or trust one another. The biggest strategy in warfare is to divide and conquer. If a house is divided, according to the good book it can not stand. My brothers and sisters, there is probably more prejudice, and injustice going on among ourselves, than that perpetrated by whites. We have some blacks that don’t life in black neighborhoods any more, and they look down their noses at those black neighborhoods. They think of the people that live in those neighborhoods as streety, ignorant, hoodlums, and the such. They see them as poor, uneducated, druggies, gangsters, etc. They are afraid of these neighborhoods, they distance themselves.
They are unfamiliar with the people, and their way of life. These blacks that have their noses in the air, think they are better, smarter, and worthier. Truth be told, somewhere down the line, someone in white America will let you know you are no better than your brothers that are still in the Hood. The only difference is that you have moved across town.We as a people must come together, we must mend the bridges that have got us separated. We need to address the problems that are present, that are keeping us apart. Rather they are real or imagined, they must be addressed, and extinguished. Love starts at home, and then spreads abroad. Let us love one another, no greater commandment did God leave than this. He said that we should love one another, as he has loved us. How much did he love us, enough to let his son die for us. I am asking you to let you sons, your daughters live.
Let’s make peace with one another, let’s spread love, stop the hate, and stop the killing. I would love to be able to look at the newspaper, or news and not see another black brother or sister that has been shot in a drive by, or gang war. I live in a city with a population that is less the 20% black, but the homicide rate for blacks is probably 70% or more. Most of which is done by another black. We have got to save ourselves, no one else will. We have to raise up take our neighborhoods back from the crack dealers. Take our kids back from the gangs, we can’t afford to loose this battle. It is raging in our own back yards, it is among ourselves. We can’t dismiss it, or talk it away. It demands action, and if we don’t take action we will perish. After all the hardships we have overcome, it would be tragic to be done it by our own hands. We spoke out, marched, and bled for our freedom before, will we raise up this time? Will we cry out loud, “I’m black and I’m proud!
Chris
Brown
6-19-01
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